03-14-2019, 08:17 AM
She asked about how he and her father knew eachother, what 'work' they did together, but it seemed she would not find her answer today. The wolf allowed a grin to grow on his face, and she just gazed over him.
The young pup thought she was wise beyond her years, but she wasn't. She barely knew this guy, but something about both being canines forced her to give him trust. She felt comfortable with him, and he seemed only to want to teach her things.
She speaks boldly, she was never taught how to fear and perhaps one day it will catch up with her. He entertains her little show, he mocks her but she tucks it away as a compliment. He proceeds to ask a question that forces her to sit, a question she had to think about, only for a moment.
She tilts her head in thought and after a moment she stands back up, her eyes matching his. If you can't see it, why fear it? Life is to short to fear anything, I'll take it head on when it appears. Another bold statement for the pup, but that's how she was raised. If he truly knew her father, would he expect a different answer?
A few silent moments pass them before the sandy wolf speaks again. A compliment this time, as he says she is terrifying she raises her head just a bit more with a grin ear to ear. Chewing on the flesh of the deer he mentions her father, asking what he is up to. She quizzically looks at him, it must have been some time since the two ran into eachother. Well, he is the king of Sylva, so he is pretty busy. That was all she really knew, mother and father taught her how to be a princess of the dark kingdom, but they were often times absent. Diplomatic duties she suspects, Where do you live? An important question she seemed to forget to ask earlier.
@[Crevan]
The young pup thought she was wise beyond her years, but she wasn't. She barely knew this guy, but something about both being canines forced her to give him trust. She felt comfortable with him, and he seemed only to want to teach her things.
She speaks boldly, she was never taught how to fear and perhaps one day it will catch up with her. He entertains her little show, he mocks her but she tucks it away as a compliment. He proceeds to ask a question that forces her to sit, a question she had to think about, only for a moment.
She tilts her head in thought and after a moment she stands back up, her eyes matching his. If you can't see it, why fear it? Life is to short to fear anything, I'll take it head on when it appears. Another bold statement for the pup, but that's how she was raised. If he truly knew her father, would he expect a different answer?
A few silent moments pass them before the sandy wolf speaks again. A compliment this time, as he says she is terrifying she raises her head just a bit more with a grin ear to ear. Chewing on the flesh of the deer he mentions her father, asking what he is up to. She quizzically looks at him, it must have been some time since the two ran into eachother. Well, he is the king of Sylva, so he is pretty busy. That was all she really knew, mother and father taught her how to be a princess of the dark kingdom, but they were often times absent. Diplomatic duties she suspects, Where do you live? An important question she seemed to forget to ask earlier.
@[Crevan]